G.R.S.H.
Bluelighter
I am not really sure where to post this, so putting it here. If you could direct me to the right place I would appreciate it.
My son is in his late teens, after his bio-father killed himself I had to send him off to get some mental health support. He was doing really well for 8 months, though he refuses to take the medications they prescribed him. He blocked me and his step dad from seeing his FB posts (mostly because he doesn't want us to see his post about weed), but today a friend sent me what he has been posting and it is dark. I have already walked in on him trying to commit suicide, and was fortunate enough to get him the help he needed (needs). It looks like he is spiraling down that road again. He puts up a good face when spending time with us, so this came as a shock. Of course I let his counselor know right away, and he will be getting the help he needs.
Here is my problem- what about me? I don't mean to sound selfish, I love my son and will do everything in my power to keep him on this side of the veil. I just don't know how to keep staying strong, keep taking care of him when my own shit is so heavy. How did I fail to teach him that life is beautiful? Am I really the horrible mother that I feel like every time something like this pops up? When he says he hates himself, his life, etc.- I fell like a failure. He is my only child, and I have spent his entire life loving him with all that I have. Some how that is not enough! How did I fail?
My son is in his late teens, after his bio-father killed himself I had to send him off to get some mental health support. He was doing really well for 8 months, though he refuses to take the medications they prescribed him. He blocked me and his step dad from seeing his FB posts (mostly because he doesn't want us to see his post about weed), but today a friend sent me what he has been posting and it is dark. I have already walked in on him trying to commit suicide, and was fortunate enough to get him the help he needed (needs). It looks like he is spiraling down that road again. He puts up a good face when spending time with us, so this came as a shock. Of course I let his counselor know right away, and he will be getting the help he needs.
Here is my problem- what about me? I don't mean to sound selfish, I love my son and will do everything in my power to keep him on this side of the veil. I just don't know how to keep staying strong, keep taking care of him when my own shit is so heavy. How did I fail to teach him that life is beautiful? Am I really the horrible mother that I feel like every time something like this pops up? When he says he hates himself, his life, etc.- I fell like a failure. He is my only child, and I have spent his entire life loving him with all that I have. Some how that is not enough! How did I fail?